Gil Thorp by Henry Barajas and Rachel Merrill for August 28, 2021

They shouldn’t be hitting golf balls into a cemetery. Not very respectful.

Shamelessly carrying Mopman’s water pail, meanwhile over at the practice field….

And if you’re still free on Saturday afternoons, you can lay down the lime to mark off the soccer field. And then on Saturday nights, the volleyball nets constantly need mending. And on Sunday mornings…

P4, “sorry coach, but I am Marjie’s little b***h now, I’m booked on Saturday mornings.”

Heather has already changed her reddish hair to Marjie’s shade of blonde. Now it’s time to schedule an appointment with a hairdresser to swap that pony tail for a page boy and bangs. By the time that’s done, it will be Labor Day and time to ask Gil about the starting lineup!

P1 GilPa needs a make over of his golf uni, pretty hopeless color combination!P2 Is there something else he is trying to break down???

“It’s Tee Time — Hit It”. Anyone get the reference?

P1, Is that supposed to be the driving range or MCC’s lawn badminton court?

P2, Or shower films. . .

P3, And of course the obligatory Saturday giant hands to finish the week and with any luck, the story. Monday, Milford Lake to meet this year’s new star transfer and Tueday, first practice!

Does anyone else see a massive conflict of interest looming?

Of course…. Show the stupid high-5

On behalf of myself and all the other juvenile snarkers: P-4: but can we watch what you can do?

Yeah Gil….you probably do need help breaking down game film since you still use 16 mm projectors

Heather continues her tribute to the artist formerly know as Prince as her wardrobe color remains consistent this week. Pretty much. GilPa and Heather have been in the sun for weeks and have no tan? Sunburn? Albinos would at least get pinker.

And neither of them sees anything wrong with this. Ahh Simpler times.

Next week, Kaz will earn his keep as he instructs the football team to to stretch out before practice and barks out WIND SPRINTS to close the workout. Season after season, year in, year out, those sideburns are epic.

The moppedupthorp website doesn’t have a spoof of todays comic. I wonder why not?

P 2.5: “… coach…look at my eyes…. Can’t you tell I’m too cross-eyed to look at film?…”

Still an obvious conflict of interest. Which Marty Moon will probably be pleased to point out.

I’ve already got three large down with Vito from Goshen that there will be no Milford Lake scenes this summer. A couple of more days and I’ll be able to collect on my bet, even if was short odds. Enough for beer money.

Gil’s angling for favorable coverage. Don’t count on it!

I like the setup: We have Mo (“I hear people talking”), Wildcat Maris and others convince Heather to “reevaluate” Gil’s tenure. She turns against Gilfather, writes articles griping about second place, and they make a move to install Kaz as coach. State Champion Eminence Excelsior Gil is coaching this season for his job, and a title will save him!

P 4: “… you know, it’s gonna be harder for us to get together without Mimi catchin on now too…”

P2.5.1: “And if you are free on Friday evenings, I only am required to show up for 2 of the 10 games. The team normally runs itself when I’m not there.”

Interesting how the artwork on Heather changes. Some days she looks mature, older, professional. Some days, like today, she looks like a wide eyed high school girl. Do they rotate artists? Or does the single artist’s mood swing back and forth?

The difficult issue of women coaching men in sports? Just take one of the many expanding opportunities in sports journalism!?! Problem solved! Moving on!

Sports headline I’d like to see..”Coach Thorpe has head up ass, Mudlarks drop opener”

In all reality , Sorry Gil Saturday mornings are out After Friday night games , I’m filing my story and then hanging out with Marty Moon and the rest of the media that covered the game. Now that I got a real job, forget you even know me you creep .

P1:…that’s the day she has to meet offsite with Pedro to discuss pool related issues for reasons she’s never been able to explain, so…

At first I thought they were talking on a tennis court. A grass tennis court. Instead they just decided to meet on a driving range spot to talk. And neither of them even brought a club. Must piss off the people waiting to hit a bucket of balls. I wonder if one day people in Milford will discover that you can actually call someone on the phone, or even text them, as opposed to wandering all over town, guessing where they might be.

And speaking of guessing, you don’t need to guess whether or not today’s Mopped Up Thorp is online. Because it is.

https://moppedupthorp.wordpress.com/

You know what the best part of this storyline is? No CK!